James B. Earley

Gold Star - 6,910 Points (5 April 1934 / Mounds, Il)

Peyton Place - Poem by James B. Earley

Think of the wounded…
The pleasure you sought
…Mere rolls in the hay
The pain you’ve brought

Doing what comes naturally
……Ain’t no disgrace
But shittn’ where you’re eattn’
……‘Tis……Peyton Place

Everybody’s been cuckolded
God knows who ain’t
Philandering….itself
…..Ain’t my complaint

Hanky-panky…quite common
….Indeed lots of folks do
Many leaping out windows
…..A time….or two

So doing what’s natural
……..Ain’t no disgrace
Just shittn’ where you’re eattn’
…..Seems…..Peyton Place

The once greedy…bystanders
….No longer impressed
By the demolition derby
They’ve just……witnessed

They’ll remember the glory
….Your selfishness sought
The spectacle…you’ve made
…That pain…you’ve wrought

…And the affinity….long precious
You’ve…permanently erased….
Folks shittn’ where they’re eattn’
………...At
………………..Peyton
……………………………….Place

Topic(s) of this poem: society


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, September 4, 2015


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